u get punched but u kinda like it;)
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After James.... took care of the men, you remembered something. "Fuck! I forgot the shower chair." He laughed! "I just fought four guys at once, I think I can stand in the shower." Oh yeah. His leg did seem way better then you'd thought it would be. "Jeez," You chuckled, "What are you? A super soldier?" He turned quiet. "Wait, are you!? Holy fuckballs." He snorted, "I dunno, but can I take a shower now?" You nodded, "Yes, yes, take a shower ya goof."
How were you so comfortable around someone who just killed four people? Who knows. Being scared to death did weird things to you. Which apparently made you call assassins goofs.... You were a bit silly, always saying things like that anyway. Feeling slightly embarrassed, you shouted to James and said," I'm going to bed! Do you mind the couch?" "No, its fine! I'll leave by morning." You furiously shook your head, even though you were in different rooms," No sir. You're staying till you're fully healed up!" Little did you know, he'd stay far longer than that......
Changing into pajamas, you yawned. Wondering why you let this man stay in your house was increasingly bothering you. He didn't bother you, but why didn't he? He was a murderer...
You woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of grunting. Did someone else get in your house? You walked in the living room. It was just James. He seemed to still be asleep. You went up to him and lightly shook him."James? Jamie, are you okay? Wake up..." He muttered something and opened his eyes. He looked different... You took your hand off him and said, "James? You're okay. It was just a dream." You smiled at him reassuringly. He seemed tense. "Jamie? Do you want some water?" He seemed to break out of his daze. He snapped up and glared at you. "Who are you?!" You were scared. "Y-Y/N. Don't you remember?" He seemed to be... stuck in a sort of trance....You remember he mentioned he had "episodes". He got up and in one swift motion, slammed you into the wall. Your back hurt, bad. But you had to remember this wasn't normal James. You don't know how, but something happened, he was having an episode. "James, hello? James. Wake up. Please. I wont hurt you." He looked confused, but no longer angry. "Y/N? I... I hurt you..." Tears stung your eyes but you moved your hands to his. "Let me down?" You helped move his hands back to his sides, gently. He made a puppy dog face, looking sad and guilty. "I can't stay. I'll hurt you. I can't I can't-" He started hyperventilating, so you hugged him. He stood stiff, confused. "James. I'm okay. It's okay."You trusted him. Your brain was too sleepy to try and think about why. You pulled back and held his shoulders," Would you rather sleep with me?" Too tired to understand the innuendo(which you would have blushed at), and James, to tired to respond, you pulled him to your room. You lied down and rubbed his hand, as he lay next to you. You hummed, and said,"Sleep.." As you fell asleep yourself...